Tales Of A Ghost || DSMP Fanfiction, DreamHarem

Chapter 1

Title: Lost And Found

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*SLIGHT BLOOD WARNING*

Dream sat on the cold stone floor, his feet hanging back and forth by the cliff's edge as he watches the sun rises from the horizon. For once in his life, he finally has the courage to take off the mask that held far too many memories. Good, Bad, you name it, it went through all. Dream didn't feel anything at the moment, he watches the ray of sunlight slowly lighting up the dim forest beneath him, as a skeleton got himself on fire.

"Must be nice." He spoke to himself, gripping his mask closer to him by his chest. "I, who am I?" He was finally losing it after years of enduring. Slowly a red substance, fell to the forest beneath, repeating its cycle repeatedly. "What am I?... Do I have an option?" He started to speak nonsense, his eyes slowly evidently losing his humanity. "Give me an option." A stream of tears fell down his eyes, following the cycle of the red substance that is seeping out his body.

A pool of blood can be found beneath him. "I can give you an option." Lucid, One of Dream's Siblings came out of the cave near him. Dream looked at him, hope no longer can be seen in his eyes. "I may not understand what your feeling, but my option seems to be quite selfish," Lucid informed Dream, eyeing the arrow clearly stabbed in his shoulder, and the knife that was pushed against his back. Dream didn't respond but continue to look at the horizon, the tears cannot seem to stop.

Lucid sighed. "You can't just sit here and do nothing." Lucid put down a birch log and sat on it. "Should I call Nightmare and Hallu?" It didn't hold the sound of a question but instead an offer. Dream shook his head, declining Lucid. "No? You seem to be naive today." Lucid stood up and started walking towards Dream, the blood is not stopping at all, the forest beneath might turn its ground red. Lucid held the knife on Dream's back. "Pull?" Lucid frowned at his offer but didn't hesitate went Dream nodded. The blood came out much faster, Lucid sat beside him, he himself took off his mask as well. 

"Want to hear my options now?" Lucid looked at his brother while he seems to sniffle a snot in, wiping his tears away but it always seems to come back. After a few moments, he nodded. "Option 1: Endure much more longer and control this server once more." Lucid held a soft expression and smiled. "Option 2: Die." Lucid knew, that it was far too selfish but those two options are the only thing that can save his brother from the torture of this era that has been given to him. Dream took out his netherite sword and a potion of harming, he looked at his brother and then nodded, all without saying at least one word to Lucid. In the cliff that he claims to call his "Little Area" died, the owner of the SMP.

Lucid held Dream's sword tightly, watching Dream went limp as he fell to the bottom of the cliff, Lucid sighed as picked up both his and his brother's mask, putting his back on as he teleported back to his place.

"See you later Big Brother."

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[Three Days Later]

Tommy and Ghostbur were out hunting and finding materials for the upcoming arc. "Ghostbur, mind collecting trees?" Tommy asked which Ghostbur shook his head and started to take some logs of the tree. Tommy was killing a pig when he saw a figure walked by, it was a small one like a kid. "Ghostbur come here for a sec." Tommy whispered, confused but still Ghostbur comply and floated towards Tommy who was hiding behind a tree. The figure came out of one of the bushes holding a stick and a flower in hand, the kid was definitely a 'He', but who is he?

"New Member?" Ghostbur shook his head as a 'No', there was no information in the system about a new member joining in. "Who is he then?" Tommy looked at the child cautiously, watching him sit down on the floor planting the flower on the ground in between his legs. "We should just ask him?" Ghostbur opinionated, which Tommy agreed on. They got out of their hiding spot and started to go near the kid, the kid then stood up, wiping his hands on the long cape-like clothing he was wearing. "Awww, Tommy look! Tiny feet!~" Ghostbur spoke which made the kid turn his head towards their direction.

The mask, the mask that held many memories, was on the kid's face. How? Since when did Dream have a kid? And why was he all alone? "Who might you be?" Ghostbur asked curiously, with a soft smile on his face, careful to not startle the kid. The kid tilted his head as he also started to float like Ghostbur. This shocked both Tommy and Ghostbur, they wouldn't believe it. This kid is not at all dead... right? 

"What the Fudge!! How did you float! You're not a ghost, you have legs!!" Tommy screamed in horror, watching the kid float around Ghostbur, inspecting him. He moved his mask a bit up his face, letting his mouth be seen. He then gave a smile to Ghostbur and started to do happy twirls on top of Ghostbur's head.

"Do you have a name?" Ghostbur asked, in which the kid stop doing twirls and gave a small nod, before going at a tree and got at least two twigs from it. "Mind telling me what it is?" The kid smiles again and nodded happily.

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"My name is Dream!"